| I wore the clothes you wanted
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| I took your name
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| If there is some confusion, who’s to blame?
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| I signed your living will
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| I smiled your face
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| I’m ready to close the book on NASA in outer space
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| If there is some confusion
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| Who’s to blame?
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| Who’s to blame?
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| I sequenced your arrival
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| I sealed your fate
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| I pushed the button and erased your master tape
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| I wrote the sales pitch
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| I threw the brake switch
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| I dragged your big-ass daddy Roth car out of that ditch
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| If there is some confusion
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| Who’s to blame?
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| Who’s to blame?
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| I crossed your great divide
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| I stirred your ocean’s tide
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| I called your bluff until I blew your circuits wide
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| I’ll be your albatross
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| Devil, dog, Jesus, God
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| I don’t want to be Iggy Pop, but if that’s what it takes, hey
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| If there is some confusion
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| Who’s to blame?
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| Who’s to blame? |